Chapter 109 108. A Name
When Lan En first came to this magical world, what frightened him the most was not the ferocious monsters, the swift werewolves and vampires.
But curses, demons, and mind control!
Lan doesn’t like physical monsters very much.
Although he was powerless at the time, who in his home world hasn’t seen cannonball shooting and gun target shooting on TV several times?
Although Lan En does not have these things, it does not prevent Lan En from seeing the power of his hometown world as his own when he first arrived and was ignorant.
That was one of the few things that could bring him a moment of peace of mind when he first came to this dangerous world.
But at the same time, those non-physical monsters and spells have become the things Lan En hates the most.
In the home world, death is death.
But here, just looking at the miserable state of those demon spirits, Lan En felt that if he was going to die, he should try to die at a time when his resentment was not so great.
Those demon spirits wandering around the human world, their wailing sounds are like they are being tortured every moment!
As for the mental spells that can completely distort and control a person's free will, it is even more chilling.
There have been many works in the hometown world describing how much better a loser can live after mastering mind control.
But I am afraid that no one wants to become the protagonist and background in that kind of work.
So Lan En and Mentos formulated several mental defense plans under the huge sense of crisis.
After he later became a demon hunter and began to have common sense about extraordinary powers, most of these plans were scrapped.
Looking back now, those canceled plans are no different from castles in the air.
Just a layman’s conjecture.
But there are still a few things left behind for emergencies.
The third set of mental defense records is specifically used to prevent situations that use visual media to affect the mind.
Under Lan En's command, scattered color patches began to appear on his retinas.
Then it seemed that an area was determined, and the color difference turned into a dark mosaic, completely covering the lady in the lake's mutated fingers under the black mosaic.
Mentos will analyze the source of mental influence in real time and adjust the position and shape of the mosaic according to the movements.
When the biggest source of mental influence was covered, Lan En's mind immediately regained its clarity.
"Sir, your mental recovery efficiency and tenacity are far beyond our original imagination!"
Mentos cried out in surprise.
Lan En was not too surprised.
“The benefits brought by gene seeds are not only reflected in the physical body. The moment we open the bottle cap, the unnatural phenomenon has already shown that the source of the gene seeds-the Human Empire, spiritually She must also have superb attainments.”
From Lan En’s perspective, the lady in the lake is just a large mosaic on her hand.
Then the mosaic fell off and fell on the corpse on the ground. Then the entire corpse, as if infected, turned into a large mosaic color block.
And the large mosaic also protrudes on the left and fluctuates on the right from time to time.
It no longer looks like a human body, but like an octopus caught on the shore.
Wriggling softly.
There is a strong smell of sea inexplicably in the air. The sunshine is still bright and bright, but it gives people a dirty feeling full of mold and dust.
It's like a piece of frosted glass covered in oil and dust.
Next to the lady in the lake, Miss Nymph no longer dared to turn around and look, only exposing her beautiful back.
Looking at the way her shoulders were shaking, you could tell that even without looking at it, this pervasive feeling was still tormenting her mind.
But for Lan En who has now turned on his mental defense measures——
The retro photo filter is on!
The true appearance of the mutation cannot be seen, but the spirit is still strong and upright. These mental pollutions are just for the blind to look at.
By the time Urbank's body was completely reduced to a "puddle" on the ground, the lady in the lake's fingers had already separated from the mosaic color blocks.
Restored to its original green appearance.
Seeing that Lan En only hammered his hand with his fist, and then there was no abnormality in the whole process, the lady nodded with a satisfied smile.
"You can ask him one question, only one. Affected by Dagon's power, his mental structure can only support this point." The lady in the lake turned back to the pool and hugged the nymph. A pat on the back to soothe her mental panic.
Lan En narrowed his eyes slightly and approached the mosaic on the ground in his vision.
"Just enough, I only have one question."
When Lan En faced the lady in the lake, the expression on his face could not be called close, but the respect and friendliness that should be there were in place. of.
But when he approached the corpse that could no longer be seen clearly, the expression on his face completely changed.
This corpse once led a tribe of cannibals, cutting up and hanging countless people like pigs to dry.
They also gathered people to plunder young children, tortured and trained them into "gift boxes" with bows, and gave them to "well-meaning masters".
Lan En actually didn’t have much contact with him.
But he can also see that this person is not bad, he is just greedy.
As long as badness can satisfy his greed, he will do his best to become bad.
People always say, "There is nothing wrong with those who pursue a better life."
When Urbank was alive, he couldn't understand why Lan En was determined to kill him and no one gave him money, right?
But this logic is completely fluent for Lan En himself.
You think that for the sake of your own beautiful life, you can trample on other people's lives.
You feel that you are working for a big shot, so no one dares to care about you even if you do bad things.
But it’s no coincidence, man.
I saw it!
I'll take care of it!
“Give me a name, Urban.”
Lan’s voice was calm and firm.
The thugs must be killed, and the boss of the entire slave trade chain must be killed, no matter how big his background is.
"The name of the big boss."
The dead man's voice was calm, and his remaining spirit was almost completely corroded by Dagon's power.
Nowadays it is just a matter of reacting with the power of a lady.
In the "gurgling" sound of his throat, which was like drowning, a long name was spit out by him.
"Count Prinslav Stysa."
After saying this, the mosaic in Lan En's eyes suddenly expanded.
Because the body covered by the mosaic disintegrated into an even more shapeless appearance in an instant.
At the end, the pure black mosaic color blocks in Lan En's eyes had disappeared.
On the ground in front of him, there was only a pool of filthy pus, vaguely outlining traces of some kind of "creature".
"I dissolved it. The power that interfered with the soul came from Dagon. I can't let it remain in the world."
It seems that as the body disintegrates, the surrounding environment suddenly changes and returns to normal.
Miss Nymph’s back also stopped shaking.
“Did you get the answer you wanted, Lan En?”
The lady in the lake asked the witcher while patting her messenger on the back.
“This answer is crisp and clear.”
Lan En tightened his gloves, making a crunching sound as the leather was squeezed.
He showed his sunny and handsome face to the lady in the lake.
"Madam, I am very satisfied."
But the sunshine is not warm, but like the setting sun stained with blood. The murderous intention is blazing!
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